A Sword Through the Nine Heavens Chapter 36: Sandstone

Dadian Village is a well-known large village nearby. At least two children who can cultivate immortals appear in their villages every year. This makes other villages very envious, not to mention the son of Dahu’s son, Xiaohu Liang. Years ago, he was accepted as a disciple of the Qingsong Sect, the largest sect in the cultivation world. His outstanding talent even spread to the ears of mortals, allowing Dahu to show his power in front of other village chiefs. Everyone talked to him respectfully.

It wasn't Dahu's son Xiaohu who returned to the village this day, but another Shayan who was accepted as a disciple by the Jiuhua faction to visit relatives. The Jiuhua faction is second only to the Qingsong faction. Mu Yu also fought against Li Yuan of the Jiuhua faction yesterday. No matter which immortal master comes home to visit relatives, the custom of every village is to be very lively and lively.

The head of Laobu and Lao Zhang didn’t want to meet Dahu when they went to Dadian Village to buy rice wine. Dahu triumphantly praised his fairy master, and then heard that the head of Laobu said about his Kiba The fairy master also came back, and came to their village to buy some wine. Dahu didn’t like Mr. Laobu’s proud look when he talked about Mu Yu. He had known from his son that Mu Yu in Liushui Village was low in talent and was a handyman disciple of the school, so he deliberately insulted Mr. Laobu. Kiba.

The village head was anxious, and regardless of his old age and physical frailty, he wanted to fight the big tiger. Dahu naturally cleaned up the village chief of Lao Bu, and Lao Zhang was taken by others. The two were brought to the fairy master of the Jiuhua School. The Shayan of the Jiuhua School hung up the village chief of Old Bu and asked Lao Zhang to go back to find Kiyu, just to insult Kiyu in front of everyone. The handyman disciple works as servants for other disciples.

Dadian Village is indeed rich, and their welcoming spirit is also extremely magnificent. Because there are more immortal teachers going out in the village, Dahu specially built Yingxiantai.

Yingxiantai is located in the center of Dadian Village. It is a high platform paved with bluestone slabs on which a palace-like pavilion is built. The eaves of the pavilion are carved with four golden dragons, and the high platform is covered with a red carpet. The center of the pavilion is carved out of a sinking wood. A wide chair, this chair is called the Yingxian Chair. All fairy masters who return to the village to visit relatives will sit on this fairy welcome chair. Every year when the fairy masters come to the village to test their talents for children, it is also held here.

At this moment, a young man of about twenty years old is sitting lazily on the welcoming fairy chair. Behind him is two beautiful girls beating his back. Under his feet is a luxurious wooden basin with a puddle of water. The water was covered with flowers, and a middle-aged man leaned under his feet to help him bathe his feet. This middle-aged man is a well-known doctor from all over the world. He is very good at massage and massage. Whenever a fairy master comes, Dahu will always ask him to come and serve the fairy master, and he dare not fail.

Dahu sat on a chair beside him, his expression on his face was not as flattering as he did in previous years, his son was inferior to the young man in front of him, and there was no need to humble himself in front of other immortals. Even so, he is a fairy teacher after all, and he didn't dare to put on airs without his son by his side.

Under the Yingxian Terrace stood a bunch of villagers from Dadian Village, all of them scrambling to look at the majestic fairy master, in awe.

Village Chief Laobu is kneeling in front of the young people at the moment, his hands are hung on top of his head, there are two shocking scars on his face, bones are deeply visible, and his short beard is also covered with solidified blood, and his expression is depressed. , Suffered a lot.

"Does a handyman dare to be arrogant in front of me? The school handyman disciple is really getting more and more irregular." Sha Yan said lazily, touching his nails, "You treat him as a treasure. Isn’t it? Then I’ll let him drink my footwashing water in front of you later, to let you know that in the realm of cultivating, cultivators are divided into different ranks! And he can only be considered the lowest!"

"My Kiba is not a handyman disciple."

Village Chief Laobu can hardly open his eyes anymore. Where can a handful of old bones endure this kind of suffering? Nevertheless, he tried his best to believe that Kiba was not so unbearable. What a kind-hearted child Mu Yu is, even if he became an immortal teacher, how could his cultivation level be bad?

"Your Liushui Village is a village without planting. In the past ten years, there has been a man who can cultivate immortality, right? That person is actually a low-ranking handyman disciple, it is ridiculous! The handyman disciple is dedicated to serving us. The disciples of the famous sect, they were our servants." Sha Yan shook his head.

He is a disciple of the Jiuhua School. Even if he is not as good as the Qingsong School, he is much more confident than the disciples of other schools, and he naturally looks down on disciples of other schools. Not to mention that he was still a handyman disciple who didn't even accept other sects. He was blown to the sky by a mortal, which made him feel a little unhappy.

"Fairy Master, why do you have a general knowledge of them!" Dahu said beside him.

Sand Yan nodded slightly: "Uncle, don't worry, as long as the old man and the kid drink the water later, I won't embarrass them."

Sandstone shook the water in the basin with his feet. He likes to go home to visit relatives, because in the eyes of mortals, immortal masters are unattainable. Mortals respect immortal masters, and only from mortals can he be like an emperor. Respect. Back to the village, he was a native emperor. He had the absolute right to speak, and no one would dare not follow it. This kind of commanding mortal feeling made him forget.

In the martial arts, he can only practice hard, try his best to please his superior brothers and elders, and live by looking at the faces of others. But here, this is his home, he can do whatever he wants, as long as he wants, he can make the whole village kowtow to him, which is natural for him.

Incompetent people like to pursue the feeling of extreme luxury, and hypocritical can only be used on their own folks, and flattery is present in the martial arts.

Sha Yan knows that Big Tiger has a son in the Qingsong School. In fact, who doesn't know Xiaohu's reputation in the cultivation world? That was a disciple whose talent appeared to be blue. Because of his talent, Daoist Qingsong did not allow him to go down the mountain at will. As one of them was able to ascend to heaven, Dahu, as his father, naturally didn't dare to support him.

"Damn you."

The cold voice is still far away, but a figure has passed by, taking away the old cloth, so fast that Sandstone has not reacted.

Kiba appeared on the high platform. He supported the village head. The village head couldn’t even stand still, but he still opened his eyes weakly and smiled comfortably at Kiba. So reluctantly, it made Mu Yu was heartbroken. Mu Yu has never wanted to kill a person so much. He thinks that many things can be solved peacefully and do not need to be dealt with by murder, but now he understands that in the realm of cultivation, some people really deserve to die!

Sha Yan squinted his eyes and stood up. His shoes were already put on, and he stared at Kiba. Just now Kiba was so quick that he almost didn't react. How could such a skill be a handyman? Had Dahu made a mistake?

"Are you a handyman disciple?" Sha Yan asked.

Kiba snorted: "So what?"

He never cared what his identity was. He was used to living in a calm life in Luochen Mountain. He never felt ashamed of being a handyman.

"Mu, Mu Yu, are you, you, and you really the handyman disciple he said? Specially and exclusively serving as servants for other disciples?"

Village Chief Laobu widened his eyes in disbelief. He was in a panic. Just now Shayan taught him what is a handyman disciple. The handyman disciple and Shayan disciples have one in the sky and one underground. The disciple is the weakest existence, who specializes in serving disciples of the sect. If Kiba is a handyman disciple, wouldn’t it be Sandstone’s opponent at all, if the two fight, just in case Kiba...

Thinking of this, there was a twitch in Old Bu's heart. Mu Yu was brought up by him. Even if it was a handyman, he didn't want Mu Yu to make any mistakes. He tremblingly broke free from Mu Yu's hand, and then knelt down again. Sha Yan kowtow and said: "Master, the little old man is wrong, please let us go, Master, I drink, I drink the footwashing water..."

"Grandfather the village chief, what kind of beasts are he doing! I am not a handyman, I am a disciple of the Fallen Sect." Mu Yu stopped the village chief Laobu with distress, and helped the village chief sit against the wall. For a long time, he didn't even have the strength to sit, but fortunately Lao Zhang was supporting him. On the way here, Kiba had already taken Lao Zhang's dislocated arm back.

"A disciple of the Fallen Sect, the lowest sect of all sects, what's the difference between it and a handyman disciple?" Sha Yan laughed, thinking that I must have relaxed my vigilance just to make one look Only fifteen years old was rescued.

The disciple of the Falling Chen faction is not worth mentioning in his eyes! What's more, this kid has only cultivated for a short period of two or three years, and his cultivation is at most five or six levels of Qi. He has been practicing for ten years, and there was a trace of fear just now. It is ridiculous!

"Boy, your spineless grandpa did the most correct thing. If you don't want to die, it is best to listen to your grandpa."

Sandstone kicked the basin of water in front of Kiyu, and at the same time, the breath of building a strong foundation spread out and pressed towards Kiyu. Many people were suppressed by this breath and turned pale, unsteady, fell to the ground and looked at the sandstone in awe. Is this the aura of a fairy master?

But that breath is like melting snow around Kiba, Lao Zhang and the village chief are not affected at all~IndoMTL.com~ are they? "A gray streamer flashed in Mu Yu's eyes, and that streamer made his consciousness a bit bloodthirsty. He wanted to kill someone and sacrifice something with blood. In his eyes, the sandstone in front of him is damned!

"Mu, Mu Yu, don't have to fight for my little old man and others."

Lao Bu village chief pulled Mu Yu's pants. Mr. Laobu’s words flowed into Mu Yu’s ears like a clear stream, and the gray light in Mu Yu’s eyes gradually dissipated. He found himself in a strange state again. Fortunately, the village chief's words made him sober. That state made him bloodthirsty. He almost killed Li Yuan yesterday. He didn't like that feeling.

He patted the village chief on the shoulder and said: "Grandpa village chief, don't worry! Now it's my turn to protect you."

Once upon a time, when I was arguing with other children in the village when I was young, the village chief would consciously or unconsciously turn to him. People in the village often gossiping without a father or mother, but they were all scolded by the village chief, and no one went there anymore. Speaking of Mu Yu, when he met a grizzly bear on his way to the school, the village chief also sacrificed himself to stop the grizzly bear.

Every time, the village head protects himself. Today, he came back as a fairy teacher. In order to meet him, the village head didn't want to be hurt so badly. He even knelt down for mercy because he was worried that Kiba could not beat the sandstone.

The young birds that need to be protected have grown wings, and the broad wings have been able to shelter the village chief from wind and rain. If anyone dares to bully the person Kiba cares about most, Kiba will never let it go.

The chicks have grown up, now I will protect you!

A more mellow spiritual power swept over everyone, that spiritual power pressed back the breath of sandstone like a spring breeze. Everyone was surprised to find that they were able to move. This breath was so harmonious, as if it were endless. The abundance of vitality is fascinating.

Sandyan's smile solidified, and his face became ugly.